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Vigilance247

Silverback
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RGV Texas
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2021 F-250 6.7 "Silverback"
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2015 Corvette Z51
I know this isn’t a big deal but I think it’s super cool that Andre published my story on TFLTruck.com.

I wish my dad was still alive because he would get a big kick out of seeing my truck on their website.

Back in the 70’s, when I was about 12 years old, times were tough and dad lost his job. He told me not to worry about anything and he had a business idea.

He said that we were going to take our old Ford pickup and use it to paint barns for the local farmers. He was so excited!

He mounted a paint sprayer and a generator in the bed of truck. He made a bed rack out of pipes for holding ladders , ropes and hoses.

The dash of the truck was our office and cigar boxes served as the filing cabinets. We had a cigar box for fuel recipts, another box for warranty papers, another box for instruction manuals and what ever else a legit company needed to run a business?

We ate ham and cheese sandwiches most days with RC colas. Or, tuna fish sandwiches with a Ski. Some days dad would surprise me with a big moon pie for desert. We ate like kings! ?

Things got real exciting when we started painting barn roofs! Dad would climb up the side of the barn and drop the big rope down to me. I would tie the rope to the truck. He had a lot of trust in me. He would hang off of the rope and spray the silver paint on the metal roof. My job was to stir the paint, keep the sprayer full of fresh paint, keep the generator running, tend to the paint hose and DRIVE the truck forward when needed.

Dad taught me how to run and clean the sprayer and the generator. I was 100% in charge of that equipment. We had one mechanical failure of a sprayer. I felt terrible! We went to Sherwin Williams and I showed the man our receipt and asked him about the warranty. He looked at me a few seconds and asked if this was my sprayer? I said yes sir and I take good care of it. We need it for work. He took the sprayer back and gave me a brand new one! I felt very accomplished that day?

Dad did get his old job back. A whistle blower revealed that the company had fired him after 18 years to avoid paying out on his retirement.

Dad never spoke about his regular job but not a day went by that he didn’t have a great memory of the two of us painting those barns.

Anyway, here is the link that I can’t share with my dad but I can share it with all of you.

 
Hey that is really cool about the article but even better is the story about your old man. What a memory and the lessons you learned from him are priceless.
 
I know this isn’t a big deal but I think it’s super cool that Andre published my story on TFLTruck.com.

I wish my dad was still alive because he would get a big kick out of seeing my truck on their website.

Back in the 70’s, when I was about 12 years old, times were tough and dad lost his job. He told me not to worry about anything and he had a business idea.

He said that we were going to take our old Ford pickup and use it to paint barns for the local farmers. He was so excited!

He mounted a paint sprayer and a generator in the bed of truck. He made a bed rack out of pipes for holding ladders , ropes and hoses.

The dash of the truck was our office and cigar boxes served as the filing cabinets. We had a cigar box for fuel recipts, another box for warranty papers, another box for instruction manuals and what ever else a legit company needed to run a business?

We ate ham and cheese sandwiches most days with RC colas. Or, tuna fish sandwiches with a Ski. Some days dad would surprise me with a big moon pie for desert. We ate like kings! ?

Things got real exciting when we started painting barn roofs! Dad would climb up the side of the barn and drop the big rope down to me. I would tie the rope to the truck. He had a lot of trust in me. He would hang off of the rope and spray the silver paint on the metal roof. My job was to stir the paint, keep the sprayer full of fresh paint, keep the generator running, tend to the paint hose and DRIVE the truck forward when needed.

Dad taught me how to run and clean the sprayer and the generator. I was 100% in charge of that equipment. We had one mechanical failure of a sprayer. I felt terrible! We went to Sherwin Williams and I showed the man our receipt and asked him about the warranty. He looked at me a few seconds and asked if this was my sprayer? I said yes sir and I take good care of it. We need it for work. He took the sprayer back and gave me a brand new one! I felt very accomplished that day?

Dad did get his old job back. A whistle blower revealed that the company had fired him after 18 years to avoid paying out on his retirement.

Dad never spoke about his regular job but not a day went by that he didn’t have a great memory of the two of us painting those barns.

Anyway, here is the link that I can’t share with my dad but I can share it with all of you.

Thank you very much for sharing your story with us. That’s truly a story of perseverance and the true ability to still potentially achieve the “American Dream” no matter what the odds. You’re dealt a bad hand late in life, suck it up, shift gears, use your brain and your back, and make something of yourself. I pray to God (and I’m not and overly religious man) that American people today and in the future have the same will and the same potential opportunities. Awesome story! ???
 
I had the privilege of running into Andre, Tommy and Roman a couple years ago getting ready to do baby lions back in Moab. They had their power wagon out there. They saw me in my LJ and we chatted for quite a while. Very friendly people and a real joy to chat with.

Awesome story buy the way.
 
From a guy that lost his father way too early, I really appreciated your story, thanks for sharing. Was able to think about lots of times with my father. Yours sounds like a great man and can see it in his son. Thanks?
 
I know this isn’t a big deal but I think it’s super cool that Andre published my story on TFLTruck.com.

I wish my dad was still alive because he would get a big kick out of seeing my truck on their website.

Back in the 70’s, when I was about 12 years old, times were tough and dad lost his job. He told me not to worry about anything and he had a business idea.

He said that we were going to take our old Ford pickup and use it to paint barns for the local farmers. He was so excited!

He mounted a paint sprayer and a generator in the bed of truck. He made a bed rack out of pipes for holding ladders , ropes and hoses.

The dash of the truck was our office and cigar boxes served as the filing cabinets. We had a cigar box for fuel recipts, another box for warranty papers, another box for instruction manuals and what ever else a legit company needed to run a business?

We ate ham and cheese sandwiches most days with RC colas. Or, tuna fish sandwiches with a Ski. Some days dad would surprise me with a big moon pie for desert. We ate like kings! ?

Things got real exciting when we started painting barn roofs! Dad would climb up the side of the barn and drop the big rope down to me. I would tie the rope to the truck. He had a lot of trust in me. He would hang off of the rope and spray the silver paint on the metal roof. My job was to stir the paint, keep the sprayer full of fresh paint, keep the generator running, tend to the paint hose and DRIVE the truck forward when needed.

Dad taught me how to run and clean the sprayer and the generator. I was 100% in charge of that equipment. We had one mechanical failure of a sprayer. I felt terrible! We went to Sherwin Williams and I showed the man our receipt and asked him about the warranty. He looked at me a few seconds and asked if this was my sprayer? I said yes sir and I take good care of it. We need it for work. He took the sprayer back and gave me a brand new one! I felt very accomplished that day?

Dad did get his old job back. A whistle blower revealed that the company had fired him after 18 years to avoid paying out on his retirement.

Dad never spoke about his regular job but not a day went by that he didn’t have a great memory of the two of us painting those barns.

Anyway, here is the link that I can’t share with my dad but I can share it with all of you.

Great story! Thanks for posting It.
 
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